How could a Rovers supporter forget those days, playing like champions till Easter and then for some unexplained reason imploding and missing out on promotion. The good old days. Go out on a Saturday with a pound, have a couple of pints before the match, watch the match, a pie and cup of tea at half time, a couple of pints in the Prenton after the match then into town for the rest of the night to celebrate the victory, fish and chips on the way home and still having enough to buy a Rolls Royce with the change from your pound.

